Autumn famous mountain bike god is reborn

Although Fujiwara Takumi really wanted to continue watching the video that day, but thinking of going to work at the gas station all day tomorrow, he really couldn't rely on his temper to stay up all night, so he could only reluctantly refuse.

Keisuke Takahashi, who rarely took the initiative to offer an invitation, suddenly had a bad face.

"You can watch the video at any time, and it's the same after you finish your part-time job." Takahashi Ryosuke said in a gentle tone, and asked: "Tomorrow is your last day working at the gas station, right?"

"Yeah." Takumi nodded, and said happily: "The new part-time jobs that the store manager found are doing very well, and I got started quickly, so I can also leave early."

whispering sound.

Takahashi Keisuke curled his lips in disdain.

In his opinion, Fujiwara Takumi shouldn't be doing that kind of job that pays pitifully low but is exhausting.

And those so-called colleagues...

When he went to Qiu Mingshan to practice his car these days, he would take a short detour and take the route that must pass through the GS gas station in Shichuan.

As a result, every time he passed by, he only saw this natural guy doing things honestly and working hard to entertain guests.

The other few people were always missing: either they were watching videos in the lounge, or they were chatting with each other while leaning on a broom.

If it were someone else, he would have been dissatisfied long ago.

It was this idiot with an excessively good temper who foolishly allowed others to bully him.

"Then do you want to go out for a run tomorrow night?" Takahashi Ryosuke nodded seriously, and continued to ask: "If you don't want to be in Akina, you can change the place."

"Senior Ikegani and the others said they would hold a send-off party for me," Takumi was a little embarrassed, and unconsciously poked the bottom of the glass with a straw with only ice cubes left: "It should be relatively late after it's over."

"It's ok."

Takahashi Ryosuke's voice was deep and sweet, which made Takumi's ears itchy for no reason, and he couldn't help but reach out and touch it.

Takahashi Ryosuke asked again: "Will you drink then?"

"Probably." Even if the participants were only familiar Ikegani, Kenji-senpai and Aki, Takumi, who seldom participated in social activities in order to save money, was not clear about the details.He said uncertainly: "Alcohol is very expensive, so I shouldn't order too many."

"Is that so." Takahashi Ryosuke smiled slightly, and asked naturally: "Then you will call me in advance when you are finished, and I will pick you up?"

Hearing the inexplicably gentle voice of the eldest brother, Takahashi Keisuke who was listening couldn't help but shudder.

In order to cover up, he subconsciously imitated Takumi, poking at the bottom of the cup with a straw, stirring up the ice cubes that melted to half the size with a "crack-crack-crack" sound.

"Eh……?"

Fujiwara Takumi was stunned for a moment, surprised by this sudden proposal on the spot.

"How can that be done!" He quickly waved his hand and declined flatteredly: "Thank you very much Mr. Ryosuke for your kindness, but there is really no need! Senior Ikegani drives here every day, and has already made an appointment to go with him in his S13 after work. I I shouldn’t drink alcohol, and if we’re not far away, we can go home by car. Even if we’re really drunk, Ikegani-senpai or Kenji-senpai will definitely send us back.”

"Ah."

Takahashi Ryosuke responded noncommittally.

Takumi, who thought he had convinced Mr. Ryosuke, heaved a sigh of relief.

After the topic passed, Ryosuke Takahashi naturally chatted with Takumi about the game just now.

Keisuke Takahashi, who knows nothing about data and relies on his beast-like talent to drive, soon painfully realized...even if the two of them seem to be taking care of him, they have been using some relatively easy-to-understand nouns. When he got up, he still couldn't understand.

But he was really unwilling to let him turn his head and walk away, so he put on a straight face and pretended to understand, and kept holding on.

However, his eldest brother, who seems to be gentle and stable, but actually cold, chatted with this natural fool who was wearing a data-skinned skin this time, and the conversation was more interesting than last time.

Before I knew it, I sat in the restaurant for more than two hours.

Keisuke, who was in a daze halfway, was a little hungry, so he ordered curry rice with a dull face.

By the time Takumi found out by chance, the time was getting closer.

He really didn't want to deliver the goods in a sleepy situation, so he reluctantly bid farewell to Brother Takahashi, and hurriedly drove the 86 home.

It's just that when he opened the door on the side of the driver's cab, his eyes fell on the assistant's seat involuntarily.

The exaggeratedly large bouquet of roses that Mr. Ryosuke gave him was fixed well by him, even after an extremely fierce competition, it did not fall apart.

Except for the petals and branches being thrown off a little by the strong horizontal G force, the overall look is a bit crooked...

But after a little tidying up, it looks very delicate and beautiful again.

Takumi sat in the driver's seat and fastened his seat belt, but he didn't start the engine immediately. Instead, he turned his head and stared at it involuntarily for a while.

He didn't know the reason, but he suddenly looked around quickly, and after confirming that there was no one nearby, he quickly stretched out his hand, and carefully squeezed the red petals.

It looks cold and desolate, and it is very difficult to get close to, but when you touch it, you will know that it is actually very gentle and soft.

After this strange idea popped up in Takumi's mind, he withdrew his hand and took the steering wheel again.

It's also his luck.

When he just got home, he hid the roses behind him like a thief, and walked to the porch with crab-like steps, only to find that it was pitch black inside.

Dad didn't know where he was fooling around, and he came back later than him.

But this time Fujiwara Takumi did not complain about his father who was greedy for drinking, but was a little happy.

Great.

There is no need for my dad to see this bouquet of roses and say something weird.

Takumi took the flowers back to his room, but couldn't find the vase after searching around.

He was not surprised by this result: in the tofu shop where only Fujiwara and his son lived, it was impossible to spend money on useless and expensive flowers, and there was no mood to send flowers, and it was even more impossible for someone to be blind , to give flowers to a poor high school student and an old man in a tofu shop.

Although he had participated in many competitions before the car accident, and when he won the championship in some relatively large competitions, there were many enthusiastic fans who presented flowers to him...

But whether it was before or after the restart, the first bouquet of flowers he received when he was 18 was given by Mr. Ryosuke.

In the end, Takumi only found a drink bottle with relatively good quality when pinched. After cutting off the upper half with a utility knife, he pressed some small stones into the lower half of the bottle, barely acting as a temporary vase.

It's amazing how even in such a shabby vase, this apparently expensive bouquet looks good.

Perhaps it is its symbolic meaning, which is different.

Takumi held his chin in a good mood, stared at it for several minutes, and then walked away to take a bath.

The next day was Sunday, so I didn’t need to wake up at six o’clock in the morning to get ready for school. I only needed to wake up at eight o’clock and arrive at the gas station before nine o’clock.

Maybe it's because after last night's game, I relaxed and chatted with Mr. Ryosuke in the restaurant for a long time, and then decided on a new 'short-term job' to cooperate with the data collection of the opponent's thesis...

Takumi slept particularly soundly at night.

After being disturbed by the alarm clock with a set time, he didn't feel very tired except for yawning twice when he just woke up.

On the contrary, when he came to the gas station and decided to take the last shift here, he was surprised to see Ah Shu, who was also assigned to the morning shift like him, with thick dark circles on his top.

"Takumi, you bastard!" After seeing him, Takeuchi jumped up at a sprint, trying to choke his neck: "We wanted to celebrate you last night, but you actually dared to run away with Ryosuke Takahashi!"

"Uh, let me go, Aki!" Fujiwara Takumi, who was holding a broom, couldn't dodge in time, and was shaken by Takeuchi's neck, struggling to say, "You know I don't like to deal with that kind of troublesome situations, don't want to go."

"Forget it, it doesn't matter."

Takeuchi, who knew Takumi's introverted and frugal character well, quickly accepted this explanation.

But he suddenly thought of something, his attitude changed drastically, and he sneakily stuck it to the evasive Takumi's ear: "Tell me, what did you do after you and Takahashi Ryosuke left last night? Ah, I know." Is it! Could it be that he refuses to admit defeat and wants to invite you to Chicheng for another match?"

Takumi couldn't stand his friend's sudden movements, and his loud voice that made his eardrums hurt.

He quickly backed away a few steps, and said with some displeasure: "How is it possible. Mr. Ryosuke is not that kind of person. And if I hadn't been in Qiuming last night, I might have lost."

His self-evaluation is not blindly modest, but judged from an objective perspective.

After all, the 86 at this time was still the original 4AG engine, and no matter how technology can make up for it, there is a limit.

Forget Mr. Keisuke and Takeshi Nakazato who are still very young, but for Mr. Ryosuke... at least the performance gap between 86 and FC is definitely greater than the technical gap between him and Mr. Ryosuke.

When the 86 was replaced with a new engine, he didn't think he might lose.

Of course, his words were only selectively heard by Takeuchi, who was still immersed in last night's victory: "Then what did you do? I went to your house to look for you last night, but you weren't there. Uncle is not here either. Ah yes! I almost forgot to ask you, when did you meet Takahashi Ryosuke? He actually gave you roses!"

"I just went out for a while, and chatted a few words about the experience of the game. Roses... just out of courtesy." Takumi had an intuition that he couldn't tell Ashu, otherwise he would probably be yelled at so that everyone would know, so he only said vaguely : "Nothing special, don't ask."

Takeuchi was confused, and was about to ask, when Takumi suddenly turned his head and whispered, "A guest is here!"

A car drove into the gas station just at this time, and Takumi showed a "saved" expression, and while trotting to receive the other party, he urged Takeuchi without giving him time to react: "Aki, come and help!"

"Got it, I'm here!"

Although Takeuchi was full of things to say, but work was urgent, so he held back.

It was also Takumi's luck, the gas station was so busy this morning that even the store manager Tachibana had to come out of the lounge to help.

It stands to reason that the afternoon is the busiest time, so Koichiro Ikegani's shift didn't start until two o'clock in the afternoon.

Seeing Ikegani's S13 arrive at the gas station on time, Takumi secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Although Ikegani-senpai would often chat with Kenji-senpai, he was serious about his work when he was busy.

At least it is much more reliable than Ah Shu...

Just when he thought that the pressure from the shortage of manpower could be relieved, he saw Senior Chi Gu who got out of the car with a demented expression on his face, walking with the same hands and feet.

When I went to change clothes in the lounge, just two simple buttons were buttoned wrongly three times.

Takumi held back and didn't ask, Ashu didn't notice it dully, or the store manager couldn't stand it anymore, and asked curiously: "Iketani? Iketani, what's wrong with you today? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Ah!" Ikeda Koichiro, who was immersed in his own thoughts, jumped up in fright, and when he came back to his senses, a strange expression of intoxication and obsession appeared on his face: "Today I was in the parking lot of Oginoya in Yokokawa, Met an angel!"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but rippling: "Ah! It must be an angel specially sent by God to encourage me when I see that I am serious about my work!"

As soon as the answer came out, Takeuchi and Tachibana were dumbfounded: "What did you say?! Angels?!"

Only the expression on Takumi's face became solemn after a brief moment of stupefaction.

If he remembers correctly, this should be the first meeting between Mr. Ikegani and Mako Sato, a SIL80 driver on Ubing Mountain Road.